The canyon was barren and silent.
This was an abandoned land. Few living creatures dwelled here; only those with exceptionally strong survival abilities could withstand the extreme cold. As spiritual energy slowly revived, the Great World Change descended upon this place, and some Anomalies were born here as well.
Rustle...
The snow churned as a beetle the size of a truck burrowed out, crawled onto the skull of a pale brown bear, and gnawed at it with its sharp mandibles.
These were Anomalies far from human settlements. They never intruded into human dwellings, wandering here forever like forgotten creatures.
Crack—!
Suddenly, a high heel came down, crushing both the bear skull and the beetle into a pool of foul-smelling dark green liquid.
It was a slender figure draped in black gauze. At first glance, she looked like a glamorous woman who frequented high society. Her eyes glowed faintly green, like a serpent's pupils, captivating the soul with a single glance.
She was...
The Poison Lord, Kassia.
At this moment,
The master of the Second Sequence Throne, who had been chased to the border, held the corpse of a snake-like Anomaly in her hand... Her fingertips tightened slightly, and dark green venom seeped into the snake's body. She tilted her head back and drank its blood.
"Tastes like garbage."
"That damned Tyrant Lord ruined my plans and left me in such a miserable state... One day, I'll turn him into the venom in my hand."
A moment later, Kassia frowned slightly and casually tossed aside the drained snake. The blood lent her lips an even more bewitching shade, making her appear even more dangerous.
Once again,
She started walking, searching for the next place to wreak havoc... She did not care whose territory it was. So long as she could infiltrate